Dear Lord, the older we are
the more infirm we become.
Various systems of the body give out
and we end up in a wheelchair
or in bed permanently.
Old age is not really that much fun.
As our bodies wear out,
we lift out eyes to heaven.
We long for the wholeness
which only you can give.
Your love surrounds.
You are our strength in time of need.  Amen.

Psalm 18:1-2
I love you, O LORD of my strength.  The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer, my God, my rock in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. 


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